Tomorrow...

"Maybe tomorrow my sorrow shall end... Perhaps by then, I'll be more than a friend."

Whoa. College. Soon.

I had forgotten about it, but then it jumped back into my thoughts again tonight. Chris, my closest friend, is leaving for college this fall. We're thinking about going someplace together. He's looking into Liberty. Liberty is cool. I had my heart set on going there for a while, so it'd be alright.

It's really scary, though. I want to go with him like something else, just because I need to have someone there with me. I really need it. I realize that there's a good chance that he's not going to be there for me for very long... He's going to find other friends and perhaps even a girlfriend (*gasp!*), but I can live with that, I think. I don't know. I'm still thinking.

If he decides to go to a college out in the middle of Ohio or something that's only a law school, and I decide not to go to a law school and get into State, then I won't go with him. If we both get into Liberty, then I just might consider it.

Man. I hate false hope. So very much. I kill my heart with it quite frequently... Alas. I really hate that I can do stuff about it, but then I don't, and it hurts worse...

I am such a loser. Haha.

I have to get up in four hours, so I'd say it's probably time for me to go to sleep. Thanks for reading this. Leave me some love.

Goodnight.